Start of this blog

  When I started  this blog oli was in a dark place. I am not in that place anymore.  I am going to enjoy all my blessings.  

Not as hard as I thought

All I do now is imagine I am that character.  I may be nothing like the charecter. It is easier to make them female.  That would be a challenge.  I will do that. The next thing I write will be from the male point of view.  I already have a title. This is going to be so much fun.

Unconditional Love

I told every one that I love them unconditionally.  I have no conditions.  I have made plenty of mistakes.  I am not proud of any of them. I did learn from them.  That is all I expect from anyone. You make the mistake. You learn from it and never do it again.  I will be awriter.  I am going to do something that sometimes comes naturally and is often difficult.  I will write an original story that has nothing to do with my life.  I hope to have something written by February.  

Wrting an original work is hard

Writing about me is easy because.  I make so many mistakes in life.  I know no one is perfect but I came pretty close(just kidding). I was no where near close.  I made a promise to myself to at least try.  I will fall.  but at least I tried.  Falling is not so bad.  You fall and then you get up.  It hurts for a little while.  The pain eventually stop.  Take my advice and try new things.

Changing Format

I have decided to change my format.  I will be using my blog to write short stories.  It is more me.  Besides who wants to hear me complain.  I think I might even change the name. No I won't I do have quite a following.  But no more stories about me and my family. You may enjoy these stories or at least I hope you do.
Well no complaints 
My Kids are doing well.  My son is playing the way a little boy plays.  I wrote my first story.  I will reveal the story soon a few more tweaks and it will be done. 

What do you do when the cure is just as bad as the disease

They said take steroids so you can take pills.  Now my whole body shakes.  It is hard for me to even type this blog.  I do it to keep my mind active.  As tired as I am I know I have to keep on fighting.  I have not lost the battle.  If I stop fighting.  I do not know what will happen.

I took the steroids and there is no improvement.  Now I am waiting.  Waiting for something.  I do not know.  What I do know is that I am tired of not being me.  This broken shell is not me.  This is not me.  The person crying in her bed is not me.  The person trying to have a forgiving heart is me.  The person whose faith has not been shaken is me.

They say if He brings you to it He will bring you through it.  I believe that statement more today than ever.  All that I have been through has made me a stronger person.

But I am tired of fighting.  So very tired. 

But it has ended....

I can not do it any more.  My kids are suffering because I do not move as well as I used to.  My pride refuses to ask for help I was going to make this my last post.  But I woke this morning with a can do attitude.  I just have to wait for my legs to heal from all the "resting" I have been doing.  If resting means keeping up with the house hold chores.  Then I have been resting a lot. 

My kids maybe mature for their age, but they still need mommy to kiss booboos and to tell them when it is time to eat something.

I have to be their confidant and their protector.  Well maybe not their protector.

That is the dog's job.